First Day at Childcare

First day at childcare

It’s his first day at childcare.

Even though I went in at lunch to breastfeed him (more for the sake of my boobs than to nourish him), it’s the first time he is not by my or the SO’s side for a day.

I don’t know whether to cry because I miss the utter chaos that follows him everywhere. Or rescuing him from his latest attempt to kill himself.

Or sing with joy that I can do ANYTHING without interruptions. The possibilities are endless!

And what do you think I did with that time? Get my hair cut? Grab a coffee? Go shopping?

No. I cleaned the apartment from top to bottom.